Summary:

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For a moment, nothing happens. Then, about thirty seconds later, Ilya blinks once, then again, his expression tightening as confusion slowly takes over, trying to make sense of something that’s supposed to be impossible. Shane immediately knows that he’s freaking out.

You’re freaking out right now, aren’t you? Please don’t freak out. Because if you freak out, then I’m going to freak out.

"What the fuck?" Ilya yells, as he jerks back like he’s been burned, his hand ripping away from Shane’s ankle. His irises dart left to right crazily, locked in on Shane’s face as he searches for something. Shane stays silent. "What the fuck was that?"

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OR: Shane and Ilya develop telepathy while being in a situationship. It goes as well as you’d expect.